The Supreme Emperor died in front of him. Gu Qing looked at the breathless emperor and didn't know what to say. He bowed deeply to the Supreme Emperor. He just saw the old man and didn't know why the two of them always felt like they had known each other for many years.

The prince, Li Tai and the princes also knelt down. Gu Qing walked out of the Da'an Palace and looked at the huge palace. He saw the magnificent place but it was just a place where people lived.

"Gu Qing!" Gao Yang said with tears in his eyes, "Gu Qing, I know you can bring back the dead. Can you save Grandpa the Emperor? Even if you live one more day!"

Looking at Gao Yang who was crying like rain, Gu Qing couldn't speak.

"Gu Qing, speak! I know you can save people, you are a miracle doctor!" Gao Yang said loudly.

Looking at Gao Yang in silence, Gu Qing wanted to say that he was not a god and could not live dead flesh and bones. He didn't know how to save the Supreme Emperor, and he didn't know how to persuade Gao Yang.

"Gu Qing, you go back first." Empress Changsun whispered.

Gu Qing turned around and stopped looking at Gao Yang with tears in his eyes. He walked away step by step with his back to everyone in Da'an Palace. The clear sky and scorching sun shone on his head. Li Yuan was the first emperor of the Tang Dynasty. It was because of martial ethics that he had the current Zhenguan. Li Yuan was not a very outstanding emperor, but he was also a hard-working father.

Li Er has always wanted to make up for the blow to Li Yuan by the Xuanwu Gate Incident. Everything in the Da'an Palace followed Li Yuan's intention, just wanting this Supreme Emperor to live a peaceful old age. Now this reality of wanting to support his parents is too heavy for Li Er. Li Er owe too much to Li Yuan.

Gu Qing walked along the way, Li Yuan's smile before his death flashed in his mind again and again, peeking at the palace maid taking a bath. Now, his reputation is really smelling ten miles in the wind, and it seems to be even more serious than this. The emperor's daily life is recorded by eunuchs and historians. If this matter is recorded, will he become popular in the long river of history?

Thinking about it, I was a little excited. I walked leisurely on the street and saw Cheng Chumo squatting at the door of the tavern with a depressed look on his face, with a little bruised on his face.

"Brother Chumo?" Gu Qing stood in front of him with a fan.

"Don't pay attention to me, I'm so annoyed." Cheng Chumo was depressed.

"Oh." Gu Qing walked away indifferently.

"You really ignore me!" Cheng Chumo watched Gu Qing walk away, and then walked further and further.

"Come in and wipe the table!" A familiar voice came from the tavern.

"Here, here!" Cheng Chumo hurriedly stood up and came to Yun'er to wipe the table hard, saying, "Yun'er, are you really not injured?"

"No!" Yun'er blushed.

"I have been easily injured since I was a child and know how to treat the wound." Cheng Chumo said, "I have seen blood in the clothes you changed, so I must have been injured! I'll take a look for it."

Yun'er blushed and pinched Cheng Chumo's arm with one hand and made another beautiful fall over her shoulder.

Cheng Chumo slipped to the ground and fell to the ground. The guests who were eating wine and food were dull and the bowl in their hands shook off unconsciously. This little lady was so fierce.

Cheng Chumo felt wronged. I really wanted to treat her injuries first, why did she hit me? Gu Qing said it was true. Women can't see through it, and it's all because the flesh on her chest was too thick.

"What did you say?" Yun'er looked murderous.

"Have I just spoke?" Cheng Chumo looked confused.

"Who do you think the chest is too thick!" Yun'er took out a whip from behind.

Cheng Chumo waved his hand in a panic: "No, no! Yun'er, the flesh on your chest is not thick at all."

"Hmm?" Yun'er glared at Cheng Chumo.

"It's really not thick." Cheng Chumo looked at the whip in her hand with fear, "Look at your breasts, there's no flesh at all, how can it be thick?"

Bang!

Oh!

...

There were sounds of whips and screams coming from the tavern.

The death of the Supreme Emperor, the government and the country were shocked. In the past few days, all the entertainment projects in the entire Chang'an City were stopped. The depressing atmosphere of the city lingered in the hearts of many people. People's tone of speech on weekdays was much lowered. Gu Qing looked at Chang'an City with white sails all over the city from afar.

Wu Mei, who was accompanying Gu Qing, looked at her husband's face and held his hand, "Husband, don't be too sad."

"Today is the day when that old man is buried." Gu Qing, wearing a white dress, watched the Chang'an city gate walk out of the huge convoy, "Let's go see him off."

"Yeah!" Wu Mei was also wearing a white dress today.

When they arrived at the city, many people wearing white clothes and white cloth walked into the convoy. Gu Qing walked into the convoy silently. The officials of Taichang Temple who presided over the funeral shouted, "Pushan County is here."

...

"Duke Zhao is here!"

"Duke of Wei is here!"

"Duke Liang is here!"

...

The team of seeing off gradually grew stronger and waited for most of the day until the hour began to see Li Yuan off to Xianling for funeral. The whole team was solemn and quiet along the way, with only the sound of carriages and horses and the sound of people's footsteps. A large group of people followed behind the convoy, silently seeing off the emperor.

After seeing off for a day, the convoy stopped and the next journey was only the royal people could leave. The people could not accompany him. Gu Qing and the ministers stood there and had to scatter their own way home.

Gu Qing came to Fang Xuanling's side, "Teacher, it's been a long time since we met."

"Is the threshold for my husband's family so high if I don't come on weekdays?" Fang Xuanling said.

"Students are busy these days," Gu Qing explained.

"Busy?" Fang Xuanling smiled bitterly and shook his head, "What are you busy with these days?"

Gu Qing swears, "Of course the students are busy making money these days."

Fang Xuanling's smile was stiff on his face, busy making money? How unreliable is Gu Qing? He sighed deeply. This kid must be busy with money? As long as Gu Qing has a little idea of ​​becoming an official, His Majesty will definitely give Gu Qing a good arrangement.

"I have heard about Duke Zhao." Fang Xuanling avoided the people around him and whispered to Gu Qing: "You must be careful of Changsun Wuji."

"What the teacher means is that Duke Zhao wants to come back after being beaten?" Gu Qing asked again.

"You!" Fang Xuanling didn't know what to say for a moment, "Gu Qing, do you think Changsun Wuji is such a simple person? What is he worth to be like this Duke Zhao?"

"Students don't understand." Gu Qing said with a smile, "but students understand that the sky is big and the earth is big, and the truth is the greatest! You are not afraid of the shadow slanting."

Gu Qing's expression was very clear, but he was just talking nonsense. Fang Xuanling nodded with satisfaction, "You are confused and pretending to be confused. You live a lot more clearly than the powerful children in Chang'an, and I feel relieved."
Chapter completed!